“To the millions of girls sold abroad
There is no one to ask about her
Sit dear, I’ll be right back from the market
With good gifts for you.
Signaling the owner by eye
The criminals trick and flee away
By saying she is their own friend
Criminals trick and give away
Plunging in the pool of tear and blood
Can’t even die by poisoning myself
Neither can my mother listen to me crying
Nor can my father see me in pain
Father, mother and brothers are concerned of prestige
They are also bound to speak the society’s words
We girls are in difficulties always
Dunno, how much more would
Gambling and drinking make people cry
We don’t need to back off if we unite
Dont need to live tolerating injustice
Let’s become one and avert exploitation
Let’s provide justice to the trafficked girls”
